Sefti

Is all that is, all that can be? A world unveiled, exposed, and bleak A last hurrah, the highest peak Time soils life's gentle filigree The daylight grind they make us keep Start writing sonnets in my sleep Grow the flesh, but stunt the fire Surrender every stray desire Dim minds can shape a world less whole A plea for peace, deaf to the soul Hands that harm, tongues that hate Prayers just won't ameliorate Weeping words, a worsening wound Cast away the dreams I've pruned So long worn I can't remind An inkling of a youthful kind With every rosy dream I've starved The truth just grows, a bitter spread It hurts to know the the path I've carved Is just a shallow, simple thread Only ever one of many A helping hand withdrawn A shadow, cold and empty A tempest come and gone Per day each loss is dearer Like skin I've shed before I turn and shun the mirror For the rainbow on the floor A soul like a sieve Can't hold back the flood Eventuality Takes all we'll ever love